For a very long time, I wrote a book a year, and was eager and willing to do it, to put bread on the table, to have my work out there. Now I must write a book every two years, and that's never enough time, either.

The significant, life-forming times are the dull, in-between times.

There's nothing trite about being consoled in a world that does everything in its power to deliver sorrow.

Love is an endless act of forgiveness.

Phillipians 4:13 for Pete's sake!

Paul said in the second epistle...the time is coming when people will not put up with sound doctrine...they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own desires, and will turn from the truth and wander away to myths.

So many people don't know that God loves them. They feel, 'Why would God love me? Why would He be interested in me?